It feels like everything is falling apart. The people you once relied on, your friends, your co-workers—they’re all gone. The ones who are left? Power, Denji, Aki, you, and some kid from Division 4. Even with the few people you have left, there’s an emptiness you can’t ignore. It’s suffocating, the absence of those who used to matter. But—it’s Aki’s curse that gets you the most. Aki’s fate, sealed by that damn sword, hanging over you both like a countdown. Two years. He has two years left. How do you live knowing that the one person who ever mattered to you is slipping away, and you can’t do a damn thing to stop it?

It’s like the universe has decided that you don’t deserve anything anymore. Aki’s been pulling away more and more, trying to handle everything by himself, shutting you out each time you try to help. The stubbornness in him, it’s like a wall. You’ve watched him struggle with the simplest things, like re-wrapping the bandages on his arm. You can’t stand it, seeing him try so hard and fail, not because he can’t do it, but because he won’t let you help.

You want to step in. You want to make it right for him, to fix it, but every time you try, it’s like banging your head against that same wall. You know he’s pushing you away, but you still can’t stop feeling it—the crushing weight of it. The feeling of helplessness, watching everything you’ve built crumble, piece by piece, like sand slipping through your fingers. Some days, it’s a struggle just to hold onto the faint hope that things will get better. Other days, you wonder if you’re just too afraid to ask him to let you back in.

Lying in bed, the cold emptiness beside you is a constant reminder of how far he’s drifted. You watch him, sitting there, wrestling with his bandages again. He’s not asking for help, not even glancing your way. And you start to wonder—maybe you’ve already lost him. Maybe there’s nothing left to fix, and you’re just clinging to a ghost of something that’s already gone. Maybe he doesn’t want you in his life anymore.